I have fined myself 20 pence for being so lax - in my defence I have been trying to keep union members gainfully employed against an increasingly demented management...
Anyroad, to the matter in hand.
The traditional OP Games Evening was held at The Chief Executives humble abode on Saturday 30th May 2009.
A number of OP's were strangely absent from the occasion for no fathomable reason. Although we are all getting older we aren't aware that anyone has died lately?
Despite the reduced numbers and excellent evening was had by all as the beer flowed, the blackjack table heaved as did the roulette table and, for the even older OP's games of bingo were played....
The evening was enhanced by the catering skills of Mark, Formerly known as Fatboy, setting fire to anything edible or otherwise on the BBQ.
The traditional Penny Up The Arse tournament rounded off the evening with, rather embarrassingly, the Ladies Team emerging victorious for the third consecutive year.
It can only be assumed that the female has better buttock control.....
JC, The Chief Executive, poses in a manner he retained for the entire evening...
Mark, Formerly known as Fatboy, takes pyrotechnics to a new dimension....
Wiggy, these days somewhat de-wiggyfied, keeps a wisely safe distance from the BBQ...
Bazza The Lime Pickle Man has recovered well from falling through a garage roof. His reasons for being on said garage roof apparently concerned a lady who required a favour. Perhaps I should leave it there.....
Is Mooro looking increasingly like an elderly Joe 90 or is it me?
Mr Chairman arrived somewhat justifiably sozzled after witnessing his beloved Chelsea lift the F.A. Cup earlier that day at Wembley...
I have no idea what Pookie is on but rest assured it will not be entirely legal....
CJ is definitely on beer although, rather alarmingly, he could be Mooro's long lost brother - if, that is, Mooro had a long lost brother....
Chucker thankfully didn't live up to his name after wolfing down several hot dogs...
Geri Kettle Pot gets in the mood whilst Kathy's look of alarm increased as the evening progressed and she discovered her selection for the Ladies Penny Up The Arse team......
The blackjack table saw brisk business as did....
The roulette table where Keeper Keeper Goal appears to be counting his winnings - which he immediately lost on the next spin of the wheel....
Jesus will select his own raffle ticket number regardless of looking the other way. Well? He is Jesus after all - this years tour may be to the Bournemouth area where Jesus' father lives which could result in the Old Pretenders meeting God....
Four Dinners attempt at Penny Up The Arse suggests he's auditioning for the next Alien movie - although Christ knows what's about to burst out of him....
Ladies Captain Cindy points the way to Penny Up The Arse victory...
Tootall shows a worryingly effeminate PUTA style....seems like a nice boy....
Franka is illegally coached by Cindy. Should have been disqualified. Disgraceful behaviour. Sour grapes? Never!!!
Mark, Formerly known as Fatboy, seems to be enjoying PUTA rather too much. This is very wrong in so many many ways.....
If The Ladies Team Captain doesn't appear twice she's threatened to put the penny where it may never be found again so, as they won, I will comply....
The winning team photograph.
Pure luck.
Thank you to JC and Sally for hosting the evening and further OP blog updates will be following a little more regularly in future....
Laters and let's be careful out there......
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